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“Across The Tracks”
Curled up in the dead of night,
The sense of sight is stripped away,
The distant train warns to make way.
Shaking the ground, invoking fright.
Under the bridge, they sleep tight.
Garden of hunger, the bodies unfold.
In vain they struggle to ward off the cold.
How I pray, hoping they will be all right.
In the gallows of volition the cages sing,
“Where will my next meal come from?”
Their home where the shadows skulk;
Gathering blankets and all I can bring,
Across the tracks to the slum –
A failed economy, presented in bulk.